IN THE BOND OF HUMAN LOVE

IN THE BOND OF HUMAN LOVE...

EVEN THOUGH THE NIGHT WAS DARK
THE ROOM CURTAINS DRAWN – BLACK
THE MIND KEPT VISUALISING AND SEEING HUES OF PINK

THE FLUSH ON THE FACE (HERS)
THE EYES OPEN WIDE – SEEMED TO SEE
AND PERCEIVE ON A DIFFERENT PLANE.

EMOTION WAS CONTROLLED AND YET
FEELINGS FLOWED THROUGH THE MIND
THE HEART RESPONDED.
AND THE VISION OF CONTROL MELTED AWAY.

THE VISION THAT REMAINED,
WAS A WARM, FRAGILE, WAIF,
SO SMALL, SO HAUNTINGLY BEAUTIFUL.
THAT ONE BUT WANTED, TO REACH OUT AND HOLD
AND DARE THE NIGHT, NOT TO END
AND CONTINUE CLASPING HER
IN THE BOND OF HUMAN LOVE....

~ Lonely Being ~

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